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They call me The Rose but my name was Day
Why they call me it I do not know for my name was Elisa Day
From the first day I met her I knew she was the one
As she [ . . . ] in my eyes and [ . . . ]
For her lips were the colour of the grew down the river, all and wild
When he came on my door and entered the room
My trembling subsided in his embrace
He would be my first man, and a careful hand, he up the tears that went down my face
They call me The Rose but my name was Elisa Day
Why they call me it I do not know for my name was Elisa Day
On the second day I her a flower
She was more beautiful than any woman I'd seen
I said, 'Do you where the wild roses grow so sweet and scarlet and free?'
On the second day he smiled with a single rose
Said: 'Will you give me your loss and your sorrow?'
I nodded my head, as I lay on the bed
'If I you the roses you follow?'
call me The Wild but my name was Elisa Day
Why they call me it I do not know for my name was Elisa Day
On the third day he took me to the river
He gave me the and we kissed
And the last thing I heard was a muttered word as he knelt above me with a rock in his fist
On the last day I took her where the wild roses grow
And she lay on the bank, the as a thief
As I told her goodbye, said, 'All must die'
And I lent down and planted a rose between her teeth
Why they call me it I do not know for my name was Elisa Day
From the first day I met her I knew she was the one
As she [ . . . ] in my eyes and [ . . . ]
For her lips were the colour of the grew down the river, all and wild
When he came on my door and entered the room
My trembling subsided in his embrace
He would be my first man, and a careful hand, he up the tears that went down my face
They call me The Rose but my name was Elisa Day
Why they call me it I do not know for my name was Elisa Day
On the second day I her a flower
She was more beautiful than any woman I'd seen
I said, 'Do you where the wild roses grow so sweet and scarlet and free?'
On the second day he smiled with a single rose
Said: 'Will you give me your loss and your sorrow?'
I nodded my head, as I lay on the bed
'If I you the roses you follow?'
call me The Wild but my name was Elisa Day
Why they call me it I do not know for my name was Elisa Day
On the third day he took me to the river
He gave me the and we kissed
And the last thing I heard was a muttered word as he knelt above me with a rock in his fist
On the last day I took her where the wild roses grow
And she lay on the bank, the as a thief
As I told her goodbye, said, 'All must die'
And I lent down and planted a rose between her teeth
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